Words that rhyme with art.

I was walking up some residential street on Queen Anne the other day, and I passed an apartment building with a bunch of amazing paintings in the window, graffitti/Picasso-esque characters that were so mindblowingly eyecatching. Luckily, Mr. John Osgood posted his website in the window as well.

I'm hoping *bess and I can go catch the Mark Ryden exhibit at the Frye today. He's so good, like get all up underneath your skin good. He did a collaboration with Paul Frank about 2 years ago that turned out as a little hand bag shaped like a pork chop. They sold out so fast...I was way bummed. We ended up getting the change purse at the store, but it just wasn't the same. I'm thinking I need to get prints from him, Sam Flores, and Maya Hayuk so I can start some semblance of an art collection. (I don't need the originals, I'm low-budget.)